The travel blog for couples - Written by Melanie Waldman
Fortress of the Museo Nacional Costa Rica, San Jose
We had what amounted to nine waking hours in San José, the capital of Costa Rica. We’d never been to a large city in Central America before, and now we have a better idea of what faded grandeur, a huge population, a vibrant art scene, a lot of concrete, a long swath of parks and a glut of cheap goods can do to a place.
But to be fair, we already had a shorthand advantage: we live in Los Angeles.
Osa Peninsula road from Puerto Jimenez to Carete and Corcovado
When Adam’s cousin Minona invited us to her wedding on the Pacific Coast of Costa Rica, Adam and I clapped a high-five heard ’round the U.S.
We figured that she and her then-fiancee Peter’s far-flung choice of location was a clever ploy to pare down their guest list, but it soon became clear: although the happy couple lives in New York City and their loved ones are spread from California to Massachusetts, only a scant few invites would come back with regrets.
Sugar Beach, Guanacaste, Costa Rica
A few weeks ago, Adam and I headed down to Costa Rica to attend a family wedding and see what all the fuss is about this tourist-beloved, eco-conscious country. After a long weekend by the beach in northwestern Guanacaste, a spectacular drive down the Pacific Coast to the wild, remote Osa Peninsula, and a night in the capital city of San Jose, the fuss has now been seen…and believe me, we’re on board.
Here’s why, in pictures:
